Monday, October 23, 2006

How I missed thee, Apfelschorle

Mmm, Apfelschorle. For those of you who've been missing out on this delicious quaff, Apfelschorle is a European (more specifically, German) combination of apple juice and carbonated water. The result is a refreshing drink that tastes just like ... carbonated apple juice. I missed it so much I went out and bought some carbonated water just to make it, and then I just had to take a picture of the outcome with my new phone.

Maybe I should up the ante and splash in a little vodka just to see what happens ...

Saturday, October 21, 2006

The sooner you leave, the sooner you're home

Boo! Scary, huh? Just in time for Halloween in a couple weeks! This is a picture I took this morning (after just waking up - can't you tell?) with my new camera phone. I was eligible for an upgrade, so when I went home yesterday for yet another doctor's appointment (don't worry - I'm not dying yet), Mom and I stopped by the Verizon store to get a new phone. I wanted a Razr, but settled on this Samsung SCH930 instead, because Dad got the same one and Verizon had a 2-for-1 deal for that phone, so I basically got it for free. Though not exactly aesthetically pleasant, it's got the same features as the Razr, so I figured I'd sacrifice good looks to save myself $100. I need all the cash I can get at this point.

Haven't had my morning coffee yet. I went to bed around 2:30 a.m. last night, late for me nowadays. Heather and Rob were working on their internship packets, and after I came back from working one of the three weekend night shifts we have to do each semester (from 9:30 p.m. to midnight), we made fun of Paula Deen's new show on Food Network and just had a good time before heading to bed. Surprisingly, I'm not tired now.

I think I'll have some of those banana nut waffles I experimented with making in my panini grill a couple weeks ago. They've been in the freezer since.

My project is coming along slowly but surely. I did two interviews yesterday, and I have one set for Sunday afternoon. Two more to make Thursday's deadline of five transcripts! I think I can do it. I think I just get really impatient, because I know what it's like once crunch time rolls around and you have nothing, so I always get this urge at the beginning to get everything done as quickly as possible so I don't have to worry about the deadline. As it turns out, I end up freaking out even more, because I'm not patient enough to give people time to respond. Things should work out. I'm allowing myself today as a day of rest (though I will be typing up transcripts today) from the project. Tomorrow, it begins again. It'll work out; no worries. I'm getting more confident by the day.

Having a new phone that won't die on me every five minutes is also a confidence-booster. Now all I need is a nice iPod that won't die on me whenever I start it up ...

Monday, October 16, 2006

I look high and low for yesterday

Home was nice. I stayed overnight at camp for the first time, and surprisingly it wasn't too cold, considering it's becoming that time where the temperatures get ever lower, especially up north. I did a lot of cooking and baking (freeform vegetable soup, pumpkin pie and an apple tart/pie) for the choir party/Aunt Mo's birthday bash we had over the weekend. Overall, I enjoyed getting away from everything.

But with escape comes the reintroduction into the real world and the old problems. Right now I'm going crazy over a big project for my magazine class: a profile on Food & Wine magazine. We have to interview at least 10 people, recording and writing out transcripts for each interview. So far I've scheduled two interviews, but both come after the first deadline -- Oct. 26 -- of when half the transcripts are due. I went on a bunch of wild goose chases today and sent out a barrage of e-mails, hoping to get in touch with people before it gets too late. I did so much work today (also aside from the project: I wrote this week's poem for my poetry class, did a paper due Thursday for one of my German classes and prepared some packages for upcoming deadlines for internship applications), and yet I still feel like I've lazed around and haven't really accomplished anything.

Maybe it's all this waiting around for people to respond to my e-mails. I wish there was something else I could do, but there really isn't anything more that can be done now (at least until tomorrow) other than wait. It gets on my nerves. At least I'm proud of the poem I wrote today: an "essay" in free verse.

I have to go back home Friday for another visit to the doctor, this time to find out the results of the mega-uncomfortable test I underwent last week. I'm keeping my fingers crossed.

In addition, I'll be working extra this week. I signed up for a Friday-evening shift. Next Monday I'll be working an unbelievable 9:30 a.m. to 4:30 p.m., because the girl who comes in at 2:30 can't be there for her shift, so I said I'd take it. I have nothing better to do, anyway ... or do I?

Wednesday, October 04, 2006

My name is hope -- luck just ran out

Another day, another shift at Goldstein. I like this job. Sure, it may not pay as well as The Buffalo News, but it does pay better than The Daily Orange, and for less hours, too. If you're interested, here is my work schedule:
Monday 9:30 a.m. to 2:30 p.m.
Wednesday 9:30 a.m. to 12:30 p.m.
This weekend is going to be nuts. Scott's coming back for visit No. 2 on Thursday. He'll stay with Heather and me until Friday, because Saturday I'm off via Amtrak to Buffalo. I can't wait for that adventure. I love traveling. Alone, with people -- it's all exciting. It'll be nice to visit the city I spent the summer in, especially with old friends (and various members of rock 'n' roll bands). On Sunday, Jeremy and I are going to check out the Tea Leaf Green show at the Town Ballroom on Main Street. I hope the band members recognize me. I'm looking forward to a reprisal of Trevor's and my "Jesus Christ Superstar" singing extravaganza.

I leave Monday morning for Syracuse. I'm really hoping my train comes in on time, because my mom will be there to pick me up at the Regional Transit Center to bring me home in time (with hope) for an important doctor's appointment. After that, I hope to spend some time at home and head back to Syracuse in the evening. I still haven't found someone to work my shift that day. I hope everything works out, because there's absolutely no way I can cover it myself.

From Oct. 12 to 15, I'm coming home! I have a feeling it was the pills, but last week I had these intense feelings of homesickness, this incredible pull to go home and get back to my roots, enjoying the small-town life. I bought a bunch of Lillian Jackson Braun's "Cat Who ..." books, because they feature small-town life in such a way that reminds me of home, and reading them has staved off my urges, at least for the present. I'm feeling better now. Knowing that I'll be spending a long weekend at home also helps. It's also the perfect weekend to be home, too, because of my aunt's birthday on the 13th. I hope to do a lot of cooking. Is it Thanksgiving break yet? Or even better, winter break? God, it isn't even mid-semester ...

I shouldn't be feeling that way. College is for enjoying, isn't it? Well, I shouldn't act like I don't enjoy it. Weekends, parties, little to no parental oversight ... how could someone my age not like that? I'd be lying if I said I didn't. But there comes a time when you have to put that aside for a while and get back to the things that really matter.

Geez, I'm becoming more traditional with each passing day. I hope I don't end up as a country bumpkin-esque housewife ...